The sky had completely darkened, there were no stars or moons in the sky, dark clouds were gathering, lightning and thunder were roaring, and scattered raindrops were already falling.

Zuo Yi avoided a few Huashan disciples and quietly explored the important place of the Huashan faction.

The heritage of Huashan is very strong, but it is reflected in the inheritance of martial arts, other aspects are lackluster, all kinds of facilities are very simple, there are almost no high-rise halls, compared with the Songshan faction, it can even be called simple.

But even so, no one on the rivers and lakes dares to underestimate Huashan for half a point.

A big sect with a complete inheritance like the Huashan Sect, as long as one or two martial arts geniuses are born, it is enough to shine in an era, and its vitality is much stronger than some ordinary sects on the rivers and lakes.

Zuo Yi was not familiar with the internal layout of the Huashan Sect, and he and Shadow searched separately for a while, but they couldn't find a place like the Scripture Pavilion.

A moment later, he stumbled into it by mistake and came to the side of the Huashan Sect's disciple's dormitory.

He crept up against the wall and heard something being debated inside.

"Second Senior Brother, Little Senior Sister and Chen Zhuofei haven't come back yet, should we go down the mountain to find it?

That Chen Zhuofei doesn't matter, but if the little junior sister is on a business trip, we can't explain it to the master, the master, the mother, and the senior brother!"

"It's all to blame on that Chen Zhuofei! The little junior sister wants to go down the mountain to play, not only does he not stop him, but he also has to accompany the little junior sister to go, it's just nonsense!

"That's it! That Chen Zhuofei, relying on his old son is a senior official of Jinyiwei, he doesn't take us senior brothers in his eyes at all, and when he comes back, he must think of the rule of law to govern him!"

"Okay, okay, Dayou, Bai Luo, and Senior Brother Liang, it's going to rain, let's all bring umbrellas and go to meet them outside the mountain gate! ”

"Alas, let's go, let's go, it's really unlucky, this rainy day, you should lie in bed and sleep to be comfortable......"

Under the leadership of Lau Denuo, Lu Dayou, Ying Bailuo, Liang Fa and others all put on their robes and umbrellas and went out.

And at this time, the second shadow on the left found the residence of Yue Buqun and his wife.

Zuo Yi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly rushed over.

He knew that the Huashan Sect's supreme martial arts Zixia Divine Skill was left in the secret book, and maybe it was hidden in Yue Buqun's room.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stiffened and couldn't move.

At this moment, he clearly felt that he was locked by a pair of stares that seemed to be substantial.

These eyes were like sharp swords, making my heart chill, like a man's back.

He tensed every nerve in his body, secretly gathered momentum, and slowly turned to look.

I saw a thin and vigorous figure standing quietly on a high wall twenty meters away, and its simple and cold face was dark under the lightning and thunder.

His beard and hair are all white, but his face is full and ruddy, and he looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, which is just right for a martial artist with advanced cultivation.

The old man held a long sword, his eyes were clear and bright, as if he could shine into people's hearts, and an indescribable momentum emanated from him, sharp, condensed, and uncertain......

Sword.

His whole person is like a sword, an indestructible, indestructible, and elusive sword.

At this moment, Zuo Yi could think of this person's identity with his eyes closed, who else could there be besides Feng Qingyang?

I wasn't too lucky.

went to Huashan, and before I got a little benefit, I first encountered a hard stubble.

Well, he also had the heart to have a trick with the legendary sword dao god Feng Qingyang, and it was better to choose a day than to hit the day, just tonight.

"Who are you, and what is the purpose of sneaking into this place?" asked Feng Qingyang in a cold voice.

Zuo Yi slowly stroked the hilt of the sword on his back with his right hand, and said casually: "I heard that the Huashan faction is quite rich, so I want to borrow some flowers, but unfortunately I was a little disappointed after I came, the dignified Huashan faction is actually poorer than me, and the name is not true." ”

"Hmph, the Huashan faction is rich in the name of chivalry, as for some copper-smelling things, the Huashan faction has never been much!

You get out! For the sake of you not having time to do evil, the old man will spare you once today, and I will not make an example!" Feng Qingyang snorted proudly.

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Zuo Yi smiled: "As the so-called thief does not go empty, since my debut, I have never returned empty-handed."

Old man, I think the sword in your hand is good, why don't you give me a few taels of silver, it will be my hard work to climb Huashan. ”

"Haha, haha!"

Feng Qingyang couldn't help laughing angrily, the laughter was rolling like thunder, he waved his sword and pointed at Zuo Yi: "Your little thief's courage is really not small, you dare to beat the old man's idea of wearing a sword, it's a big joke in the world!"

Okay, it's not impossible to want my sword, if you can beat the old man, everything is easy to say!"

"Since the old man is stubborn and gives up his life and money, then don't be polite!"

At the same time as Zuo Yi's words fell, his figure disappeared in place, like a ghost, swept through the twenty-meter-long sky, and instantly appeared in the sky above the wind clear, and a dragon stabbed at the top of the wind clear!

Laugh at!

The blade of the sword broke through the air, like a cracked cloth, and the cyan sword spewed out, as if it was enough to smash everything.

Click-

It just so happened that a bolt of lightning exploded in the sky, setting off Zuo Yi at this moment like a demon god heavenly soldier, mighty and extraordinary.

Zuo Yi also felt that this sword played at his due level, and he felt very good.

He firmly believed that unless the wind was clear and he dodged in embarrassment, he would be seriously injured if he did not die.

However, the reality is a bit far from his estimates.

Before his sword could stab the wind clear, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly came over him.

There was a faint tingling sensation under his ribs.

He had a strong instinct that he would definitely be hit by the sword before he stabbed Feng Qingyang!

But he was very sure that Feng Qingyang did not draw his sword.

What's going on?

Zuo Yi was secretly shocked in his heart, he made a decision immediately, and instead of continuing to stab forward, he swung his sword to block his ribs!

Boom!

Two swords come together!

A huge force surged, Zuo Yi flew upside down with his strength, volleyed over a few heels, and landed on a roof lightly, staring at the wind with solemn eyes.

Tick!

Tick!

A few drops of blood poured out from under his ribs and dripped onto the tiles.

At this moment, Zuo Yi's heart couldn't help but burst into turmoil!

Feng Qingyang is by no means a super-first-class master, he must be higher than the super-first-class, otherwise it is impossible for him to lose in one move.

At this moment, under his ribs, there was a sword mark about a few inches long, although it was not deep, it was very painful.

There was a wisp of strong sword qi left in it, and his injuries were gradually getting worse.

Master!

Feng Qingyang should be a martial arts master, at the same level as the Five Absolute in Condor Archery, which is a realm that Zuo Yi is currently incomprehensible.

It's a bit of a miscalculation.

Zuo Yi frowned secretly.

At the same time, Feng Qingyang was also a little surprised, he thought that Zuo Yi was just a little thief.

But he didn't expect that after the fight, he found that the opponent's swordsmanship was outstanding, and his internal strength was even stronger, which actually made him suffer a small loss.

The high wall beneath his feet, unable to withstand the tremendous force of the pour, exploded to smithereens, and the wind swirled up and landed on another roof.

The two were thirty meters apart, looking at each other, and the lightning was shining.

Click-

A thunderbolt exploded, and bean-sized raindrops began to fall in the sky, which gradually turned into a downpour, pouring on the two of them, but as if pouring on the two motionless statues.

At this time, Lao Denuo, Lu Dayou and others were also aware of the movement here and were coming quickly.

"You are not a thief, and I am afraid that there is no thief today who has your strength!

Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming to Huashan Sect? If you don't tell the truth again, the old man will be polite!" Feng Qingyang said coldly.

He didn't want to rub it on any longer, he didn't want to expose his identity in front of Huashan's juniors.

"Hey, hey, old man, even if you want to be polite to me, you have to catch up with me first!

Zuo Yi laughed strangely, and then his figure disappeared on the roof in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already run seventy or eighty meters away, flying like a light bat, and his speed was like electricity.

"Hmph, it's not easy to escape from under the old man!"

Feng Qingyang snorted lightly, stepped in the air, swept dozens of feet, and quickly chased in the direction of Zuo Yi's escape......